Tuesday, June 19, 1635
West Virginia County
Astrid Schäubin puttered around her room, straightening everything. She tugged at the solid but inexpensive table beside her bed, trying to square it up. It creaked across the wooden floorboards.

"Astrid, are you still up?" Her brother Hjalmar leaned around the corner of the doorway.

"Obviously."

"Why? We have to be up early."

Astrid sighed. "I do not know." She looked at her pack . . .

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